Would it be cruel to myself <br />If I were to fall in love <br />If we meet in her room <br />At two or three in the morning <br />After a telephone call. <br /> <br />I’m not one to be rude <br />Nor judgmental; <br />I’m not a person of prestige <br />Working his way <br />Through sophisticated ladies. <br /> <br />Loneliness and sorrow <br />Are delicately beautiful; <br />Dark eyes and hopelessness <br />Are magnets for the depressed, <br />I’m often obsessed <br />With people sadder than me. <br /> <br />And perhaps, it would be best <br />To know up front <br />My girl was sleeping <br />With all my friends.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/falling-in-love-with-a-prostitute/
